I sit here tonight at my window watching the rain fall swiftly,
knowing once it was held gently, in the softness of a cloud;
until an intruder came, causing friction, and the soft cloud burst
letting go the rain in many drops.
I sit here tonight thinking, how much like the soft cloud and the rain,
you and I are knowing once I was held gently,
until an intruder came, causing fricion, and my loving heart burst
letting go the tears in many drops.